"Dad, what's that?"

On the Red Earth Continent, the Lunalia tribe gathers in a gathering place, and the Lunalia tribe is holding a ritual in the clan.

Underneath the altar, a short-haired teenager was watching the adults in bewilderment, it was Barrow from his youth.

"We can manipulate the flames, we can soar in the sky, and that is our holy relic, a gift from heaven."

His father's words remained in his mind when he was younger, and the stone-like slab was what the holy thing needed, a part of who he was.

The Lunalia make offerings to the relics, search for stone tablets, and the relics will send blessings to help them live better.

This is a quid pro quo agreed by our ancestors, and we can stand here, and this power has played a key role.

"Patriarch, they've been looking around for a long time, but nothing has come of it, Barrow, you have to work hard in the future."

"Is that why mom can make flames dance?"

"That's right, in order to make everyone's life better and make yourself stronger, you have to grow up quickly."

"Hmm."

"Winner! Barrow! ”

Years later, during the Lunalia rite of passage, Barrow stood panting in the middle of the field, having just defeated his last opponent and becoming the best of his generation.

"Barrow, are you sure it's the location?"

"Sure, I hope the holy relics will give me luck, and I will use my eyes to search this world."

The judgment of the coming-of-age ceremony is not all about the growth of age, but also the growth of combat power.

Even if they are still a little older, the Lunalia will give them tattoos when they think they can stand alone and no longer need the protection of the clan, which means that they are already qualified warriors.

The way to determine is force, tattoos have different meanings, and the top people have a unique choice.

It was also the victory in the coming-of-age ceremony that gave him the choice to tattoo the pattern of the Thousand Heavens Wrist near his left eye, which is the most admired pattern of the Lunalia people today.

Years later, as he grew older, Barrow became a candidate for the patriarch of the new generation of the Lunalia clan.

They are not selected by blood, but by "divine selection".

In layman's terms, in front of Arceus in the form of an egg, the strongest is the patriarch, and the wise is the prophet and priest, leading the steps of the tribe together.

It was some time again.

"Barrow, from today onwards, you will be the patriarch."

"The flames light up the darkness, and I will carry you on!"

At that time, Barrow was full of spirits and confident to lead the community to a better future, but misfortune happened in this generation.

"Patriarch, we have failed."

"Yes, it failed, but the inheritance of the Lunalia clan cannot be broken here, Lund, how are things arranged?"

"Most of the young people and children have been separated and withdrawn, and the team escorting the relics is also hidden in it, and I personally lead the bait team to ensure that all the bastards are drawn away."

"I'm sorry."

"What's there to be sorry for, somebody has to die here, and let's go to the old ones who have lived long enough than those young people.

Although I hate that guy Badak, he has more knowledge in his head, so let him take the young man away, we all have injuries on our bodies anyway, and I guess we can't get out. ”

Lund spoke very lightly, it seemed that death was never taken seriously, and the old wounded sounded cruel, but it was a plan that was beneficial to the continuation of the race.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to delay it for long, and I don't know if these little guys can fly fast enough."

"I'll leave it to me, don't think about it as long as I'm alive, I've got a response from the holy thing, and he's lent me the last of his power."

Flames enveloped Barrow's body, and he was the first to meet the banner that disgusted him.

Rushing to kill, fighting, the fireball slate brought him far more power than usual, but the Arceus at that time was not the Arceus at this time, he was still in an unhatched state and could control his own power, but others may not use it.

During the battle, Barrow had long since lost track of time, which exceeded the time that Arceus had mentioned to him when he lent the slate.

The Fireball Slate is a warm jade to Arceus, but when activated, it is a furnace to outsiders.

Barrow fought to the last moment, delaying the enemy in front of him with his own life, and he gave everything he had.

But because of this, the Fireball Slate preserves the soul of Barrow, so that today's Arceus can find his source and resurrect him based on the remnants of the Fireball Slate.

This is also the only two in Arceus's mouth, Barrow who borrowed the power of the fireball slate and Shaina, who borrowed the power of the sky slate, are the only two people in the world who use his exclusive power with Arceus's permission.

"Eight hundred years is a long time."

The sky was still the same sky, but everything that Barrow knew was far away from him, and everything in this plane was very strange to him, even if it was Shaina, a clansman of the same bloodline, his senses were very strange.

Eight hundred years later, future generations will stand in front of them and tell them about the future, and this is a wonderful feeling.

"Did I succeed after that?"

"The contemporary patriarch Barrow fought bloodily with the enemy for several days and died in battle."

"It's really a simple description, but it's rare that someone will still remember my name after 800 years, and still be able to leave a sentence.

What happened? The current situation of the Lunaria people. Are you okay? ”

"If you count your predecessors, there are still 10 people alive."

"Ten?"

Barrow was startled at first, and then a sense of powerlessness swelled in his heart, and it seemed ironic to him that there were only ten people left in the original god race.

"Originally, there were only two people left, and like your predecessors, most of them were resurrected by the power of the Holy Beast Lord."

Listening to Shaina's description, Barrow became more and more unaware of what he was back then, there were only two people left, which was no different from extermination.

From prosperity to decline, from near-extinction to re-revival, Barrow got so much news from Shaina that he couldn't even digest it.

His memory was still stuck in the moment when he was exhausted, and in Barrow's cognition, it was clear that only a few minutes had passed, but centuries had passed outside.

Shaina didn't know exactly what had happened in the past few hundred years, but she knew about her own people's past from generations of legends, and most of her stories were about the decline of the Lunarian people, until Arceus's resurrection.

Hearing the frustration of racial decay, the chagrin of the world government chasing them, and the indignation of human experimentation, Barrow today can be described as full of mixed feelings.

Shaina did not discuss the topic of Arceus's recovery in detail, because she had already seen Arceus come forward, and she silently stepped aside.

"It's been a long time, Barrow, it's not the first time we've met, if you still remember."

"It's still fresh in my memory, as you said, hundreds of years apart were just a few minutes ago for me, and the thing you lent me strength was yesterday."

At that time, Barrow made a wish to Arceus to gain power, and Arceus also projected his words in his heart, and it was not the first time they had communicated, but now it was the first time they had officially met.

During that time, Arceus was not always asleep, but every time he woke up, he was always surrounded by a new group of faces.

"History may forget you, and those in power are trying to erase you, but I remember you, the process has not been smooth, but the Lunalia clan is ushering in his new life, and I will rekindle the glory of this race, now. Let's go see your new home first. ”

This is where Barrow fought last, which is why Arceus came here to resurrect him.

However, this is not the clan land of the past, and their battle was not fought in place, but a battlefield that is constantly shifting.

Now that Barrow had been resurrected, there was no point in staying here, and the group returned to the Origin again, but before leaving, Barrow looked back at the land again.

After returning to the Origin, everyone on the ship looked at the male Lunarian with a little curiosity, but Barrow didn't pay too much attention to him, and in Barrow's opinion, he didn't have much intersection with these ordinary humans at all.

After Shaina returned to the command room, only Arceus and Barrow remained in the bow position.

"You don't look the same as I thought you would, but it's great that you were able to recover and regain so much power, but unfortunately, if we had found these sooner, the outcome might have been different."

Barrow had his own belief in Arceus, and in terms of time, he was the first group of believers, because he was the first to experience some of Arceus's might.

No matter what Arceus is like, it will not change his place in Barrow's heart.

"It's already happening, and the future is only desirable because it's full of uncertainty, but some outcomes will never change.

You will see the revival of the Lunalia people.

Let's get used to this new world first, I'm still a little curious about the things of your time, what happened back then. ”

During that time, Arceus often fell asleep, but now that the situation is different, it is natural to inquire about it.

"That's a long story, but there's one thing I don't want to just look at revival.

What you may not know is that when the war broke out, we had a saying that as long as there was a Lunaria alive, we would not give up the fight.

Anyway, I used to be the patriarch, and just looking at it like this, it's really a little embarrassing for me.

Maybe I'm not the strongest patriarch in the past, but I also want to do my part, at least to tell these juniors that we also worked hard back then, and their ancestors didn't have cowards. ”

(End of chapter)